Suzanne.

-هَلْ يُدْرِكُ اللّيْلَ إِنّا مِنْ شَوْقِنَا
          نَبَاتُ حَتَّىٰ طُلُوعَ الْفَجْرِ نَنْتَحِبُ
          أَمْ تُدْرِكُ الشَّمْسُ إِنَّا عِنْدَ غَيْبَتِهَا
          يَسْتَحْضِرُ الْقَلْبُ مَنْ غَابُوا فَيَكْتَئِبُ.

السَّحبَة الي سحبتهَا علَى الكِتابة اسوَء سحبة.

I still remember the third of December, me in your sweater
          You said it looked better on me than it did you
          Only if you knew how much I liked you.

تبًا.

-أُفْنىٰ بَينَّ ثنَايا عُمريَّ الضائِع ..

Dead.

Habibi is more romantic..

Crying in silence.

أَشْتَاقُكِ.

I can't sleep no more
          In my head, we belong
          And I can't be without you
          Why can't I find no one like you?